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BISHOP ^DOANE'S 



rOUHTH OF JULY ADDRESS. 



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THE ADDRESS. 



AT BURLINGTON COLLEGE; 

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ON THE SEVENTY-EIGHTH ANNIVERSARY OF AMERICAN INDE- 
PENDENCE, AND EIGHTH ANNIVERSARY OF THE INSTITUTION; 

JULY 4, 1854 : 

BY 

THE RIGHT REVEREND GEORGE W. DOANE, D. D., LL. D. 

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BISHOt OF NEW JERSEY, 

PRESIDENT OF THE COLLEGE. 



^ BURLINGTON: 

PRINTED AT THE GAZETTE OFEIGE. 



M DCCC LIV. 



At a meeting of Trustees, and other friends, of Burlington Col- 
lege, held, immediately after the delivery of the Address, by the 
Bishop, Henry C. Carey, Esq , was called to the Chair, On motion 
of John S, Littell, Esq., it was unanimously resolved, That a Com- 
mittee be appointed, to request, for publication, a copy of the Ad- 
dress of the Bishop. Wbereupon, John S. Littell, Esq., Rev. D. 
Brown, Eev. R. S. Mason, D. D., Rev. F. Ogilby, and Nathan 
Thorp, Esq., were appointed. John Joseph Chetwood, Esq., rose 
and stated, that the Portrait of the first President of the College, 
which had been presented to the Alumni, by John S. Littell, Esq., 
at the last commencement, had been completed ; with the following 
inscription : — 

collegio burlingtoniensi 

Alm^ Duorum Suorum Filiorum Matri 

Hanc Primi Pr.esidis Gr. W. DoANE. Neo-C^es.Episc. ErriGiEM 

Grati Animi Monimentum 

D. D. D., Johannes Stockton Littell, 

III Kal. Oct. 

Anno Sacro mdcccliii. 

He then offered the following resolution : 

Resolved, That the Trustees present, and other friends of Bur- 
lington College, unite in the expression of their grateful acknowl- 
edgements to the Hon. John S. Littell, for the beautiful full length 
Portrait of the President, presented to the Alumni, to be kept, by 
them for the Listitution. 

This having been unanimously adopted, the meeting adjourned,' 
after an Ode, by the Hon. John S. Littell; a copy of which is sub- 
joined. 

The collation, in Junior Hall, which followed the speeches, was 
fully worthy of previous efforts, of the kind. The whole arrange- 
ment was under the charge of 

Henry 0. Clagett, Chairman, ^ 
Aug. M. King, 1 Com. of 

P. Voorhees Finch, [Arrangements. 

T. Gardiner Littell, j 



The following Address was delivered to the President, in the 
'morning, at his residence, in presence of the members of the twin 
Institutions, of St. Mary's Hall, and Burlington College, by G. H. 
McLaughlin, of the Senior Class. 

Our E.t. Rev. President : 

The birth-days of children are jubilees : eagerly, looked to; 
pleasantly remembered. Nor, as years advance, do they lose this 
interest; though less plainly manifest. Until we leave the world, 
the anniversary is connected with pleasing associations. It is thus 
with our Nation. We remember the day, which gave us birth. 
We rejoice at the recollection. Unlike the nations of Europe, we 
have a distinct birth-day; fresh, in the memory of each: with no 
dark cloud to sully it. We have hardly consigned, to earth, the last 
of the heroes, who smiled upon its dawn. We are but a child, as 
yet. And, as a child, we may make a jubilee, of our natal day. 
Glorious boyhood ! Which has surpassed all maturer ages : and may 
look calmly down upon a warring world, holding, fast-barred, its 
own Janus' gates. May we, ever, keep that day, in view ! May 
no foul curtain hide, it from our hearts. While that remains un- 
dimmed, ,we will retain the vigour of youth. 

The Fourth of July ! A stirring sound ! What poople, on the 
Globe, can point to one day; and say, that, then, they made them- 
selves a nation : then, they laid the foundations of freedom, for a 
World ? We are a vain people. But, our vanity is not ground- 
less. From a thousand platforms, in our Atlantic states, and a 
thousand stumps, in our Western wilds, will be heard, to day, evi- 
dences of this, our national trait. With such a field, for boasting, 
who could bridle his tongue ? What people have so fine, so magni- 
ficent, a country ? Our tide of population rushes, with the year, 
along a line, of a thousand miles. We stand, the centre of the world: 
Europe, close linked, to our Eastern shores; Asia, adjoining our 
West. We have but to continue the progress of the last century^ 



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to realize the wildest dreams of the visionary. , Let, then, the poli- 
tician harangue. We know ourselves. Let the envious sneer. We 
can pity their ignorance. 

But, the day has an interest, peculiar to ourselves. It is a dou- 
ble birth-day : bound, by double ties; hallowed, by double associa- 
tions. Eight years ago, on yonder knoll, was unfurled the Repub- 
lican banner of Progress. There, it has waved, through calm, and 
through storm, undisturbed. May it wave on; a proud monument, 
when the tomb shall have claimed all, of its founder, that is mortal. 
America was made a nation, by the hardy sinews and liberal minds 
of our fathers. She was not long in establishing her rank, among 
the powers of earth. In the useful arts of life, the inventive Yan- 
kee, soon, held the pre-eminence. We rose, into a state, under the 
banner of Eight and Justice. The enlightenment of our citizens 
accomplished tlie rest. But, the refinement of education must 
share in the refinement of the Freeman and the Christian. The 
mind must be cultivated, as well, by the love of Classic genius, as 
by the utilitarianism of a present age. This was the field, for men 
of mind. This has been, well, begun ; this has been, nobly per- 
persevered in, by you, our honored President, so well fitted for the 
task. This has already given us our Scotts and our Canovas. 
While this, continued, has, yet, to give us our Miltons and our 
Shakspearcs, our Newtons and our Bacons. This, above all, is to 
be the incomparable guardian of our liberty. 

" 'Tis mind, alone, that keeps men free, forever." i 

For this our College was established. Although, but eight years 
founded, it has, already, its representatives, in the ranks of the 
Church. Under your ably-guiding protection, it cannot but become 
one of the firmest supporters of our Church, and of our State. 

I am chosen, by my fellow students, to express, to you, our Fa- 
ther, our reverence and our love. It is an old tale, often told. But, 
it does not wear,with time. The world knows, that we revere you. 
You feel and know, that we love you. This is, to us, a peculiarly 
pleasant anniversary. On many, previous, there has been some- 
thing, to dampen our joy. Two years ago, we were mourning over 
the memory of the Great Dead. Our bright stars were dimmed; 



weeping, over the tomb of their noblest supporter. When, last, we 
joyously, assembled, we were troubled, that the peace, of him, with 
whom we came to rejoice, was not left, undisturbed. Those un- 
friendly to you, had, yet, to witness the triumph of a virtuous mind. 
But, now, our sky is spotless. Now, are 

" All the clouds, that lowered upon our House, 
In the deep bosom of the ocean, buried." 

I had, almost, said, that this day was untinged, by any shade of 
sadness. Would that it were, wholly, so ! But, there is a sorrow, 
which casts its shadow, over all our hearts. There is a -vacant 
place, at our head.* One kind smile is wanting, in our circle. Him, 
we knew, well ; honored, much ; loved, deeply. When we knew 
him, we must honor him. When we knew him, well, we could not 
but love him. He sleeps in Jesus. His epitaph is in all our hearts: 
" This was a man." 

I can, only, reiterate the feelings, in which all, here, have en- 
shrined your self-devoting self. As the bands, which you send, in- 
to the world, increase, you disseminate the hearts, which love, and 
the minds, which revere, you. Woman, in her noiseless, domestic, 
usefulness, " stretching out, from Home, like the rays of a beauti- 
ful star," will cherish your memory, the Pharos light of refinement 
and piety. Man, amid bustle and strife, will hold, in mind, the 
deeply inculcated lessons of honor and liberty. You have shown, 
to the world, that " Peace has her victories, no less than war." 

May Ihese Institutions long flourish, under your directing care. 
When they have outlived " the good, that did" them, may the hal- 
lowed associations of your name uphold them, in the cause, which 
they are pursuing. 

* This allusion is to Professor Zehner, lately deceased. 



Burlington College, Independence-Day, 1854. 

Right Rev. Sir, 

We tave been appointed, by the audience, present, during 
the delivery of your Address, this morning, at the College, to re- 
quest, in their behalf, a copy for publication. 

We earnestly hope, that you will comply with their wish 
in order that many of your friends, and theirs, who have been 
unable to participate in the festivities of a day, consecrated to Na- 
tional memories ; and further, hallowed in their affections, as the 
birth-day of Burlington College, and one of those on which they 
have been accustomed to meet you, amid so many evidences of phi- 
lanthropic achievement, may have the pleasure of reading, at their 
homes, what was heard, with so much edification, and satisfaction, 
here. 

We are, Rt. Rev. Sir, your affectionate friends and servants, 

John S. Littell, " 

R. S. Mason, 

David Brovs^n, I Committee.- 

F. Ogilby, 

Nathan Thorp. , 

To the Rt. Rev. Gr. W. Doane, D. D., LL. D., &c. &c. 



ADDRESS. 



Every body has heard of " the Gentleman's Mag- 
azine," which Edward Cave estabhshed, in London, 
in 1731 ; which has been edited, now, one hundred 
and twenty-three years, under the name of " Sylva- 
nus Urban, Gentleman ;" and, for whose earlier 
pages, the great Samuel Johnson tasked his mighty 
mind. Perhaps, very few are aware, that the motto, 
on its earliest title page, is the motto of our republic. 
The first volume, "printed," "at St. John's Gate," 
*' London," in 1631, is in, what was, once, my Li- 
brary. The device, on the title page, is a hand, hold- 
ing a bunch of flowers, tastefully disposed, and bound 
together. The motto, " E pluribus unum." I do 
not know, that the one use was suggested, by the 
other. It might have been. It is, at any rate, a cu- 
rious co-incidence. In the Magazine, the allusion is, 
to its being made up of articles, " collected chiefly 
from the public papers." In its national adaptation, 
it expresses, perfectly, the character of the Republic: 
one state, made up of many others ; in its most lite- 
ral sense, of several, one. 

It is to these simple words — of several, one ; E 
PLURIBUS, UNUM, — expressing, so perfectly, the na- 
ture of our great American Commonwealth : and set- 
ting forth, in it, a national system, such as the world 
has never seen, before ; and, which, beyond any, that 



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has ever been adopted, combines the elements of in- 
dividual happiness and general prosperity, and gives 
them utmost life, extent, activity, and energy, that I 
invite your thoughts, to day. It is the day, to think 
them. They have special interest, to-day. 

It was not left, for the blessed year, which gave a 
Constitution, to the thirteen United States of North 
America, to originate the idea of a confederated gov- 
ernment. Leagues have been formed, and confede- 
racies have sprung up, in every age. A page of this 
manuscript would not contain their several titles. 
You will find them, duly written, on the lengthening 
roll of history. But, they were all accidental. They 
were all partial. They were all imperfect. They 
have all been unsuccessful ; and, so, transient. In no 
case, were they, '' UNUM," "epluribus;" of seve- 
ral, ONE : therefore, their failure. Either the sever- 
alty divided and dissolved the unity : or else, the 
unity absorbed and swallowed up the severalty. 

In our case, mark the difference ; and see, how 
perfectly, the framers of our Constitution met the 
great problem of a plural unit. Geographical posi- 
tion, the convenience of commerce, priority of occu- 
pation, the sympathies of neighborhood, had scatter- 
ed, along the coast of the Atlantic, and in slight re- 
moves from it, the thirteen English Colonies, in 
America. When the oppressions of the government, 
" at home," as, in their worst estate, they still affec- 
tionately termed it, had made endurance, possible, no 
longer ; and they had dared and done, what freemen 
will, for freedom, they became the thirteen States : 
asserting, in the words of that immortal paper, which 



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you have heard, once more, to-day, " that the United 
Colonies are, and, of right, ought to be, free and in- 
dependent States." This was in 1776; the year 
most memorable of all that are included in the Chris- 
tian era. In two years more, *' Articles of confedera- 
tion and perpetual union;" were adopted. But, with 
the faintest promise of union and without the slight- 
est prospect of perpetuity. The hasty compromise 
of men, engaged in a contest, for existence, with the 
most powerful nation of the world : as little fitted for 
the purposes of a great nation, as one of the frail 
barks, with which Columbus found America, for the 
bombaFdment of Cronstadt. And, yet, such was the 
spirit of the people, and such their determination to 
be free, that it bore them through the war of inde- 
pendence. The pressure of a great necessity remo- 
ved, the imperfect arch was tottering, to fall in ; 
when giant hands came to the rescue, and laid, with 
the mountain rocks of freedom, the cyclopean arches 
of tfie Constitution. I do not hesitate to call it, as 
Alexander Hamilton, before me, did, the greatest 
merely human work, on earth. Other governments 
have grown into greatness; have hardened into 
strength ; have been compacted into solidity ; have 
learned adaptedness, with time; and accommodated 
themselves, to their occasions, by the slow marches 
of a tentative experience. But, " the Constitution of 
the United States of America" was the work of less 
than half a year. And, while the lapse of seven and 
sixty years have called for no important change, the 
storms and calms, the peace and war, the prosperity 
and adversity, of, so near, three score years and ten, 



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have but ripened it into a richer excellence, and root- 
ed it in a more endurin^y steadfastness, and won for 
it a deeper confidence, and established it in a more 
impregnable security. And, as I understand it — and 
I have been a teacher of the Constitution, now, for 
thirty years — the secret of all this is, what the motto 
of the Commonwealth expresses, e pluribus, UNUM; 
a oncy made up of many, If the whole country were 
a unit, it would have overgrown, long since, into dis- 
memberment. If the thirteen, or the thirty-one, sov- 
reignties, whose stars are floating, now, among the 
islands of the Eastern seas, and have just opened 
the primeval prisons of Japan, to civilization and 
Christianity, were several and separate, they would 
be powerless ; and, so, contemptible : the bundle of 
rods, when the old man had unbound them, for his 
sons, to break. I spoke, just now, of the cyclopean 
arches of the Constitution. And I spoke advisedly. 
The Union is an arch, made up of arches. Whether 
it be thirteen, or thirty-one, can make no difference. 
The principle is the same. Magnitude does but 
strengthen, and pressure does but consolidate, it. No 
matter for how many, so the many be all one. The 
Plurality gives weight to the Unity : the Unity, 
compactness to the Plurality. 

Let me dwell, for a brief space, on these two points, 
the counter checks of the Constitution ; the equilib- 
rium of the Union. " E pluribus unum." The one 
must be made up of many. The number, and the 
diversity of the States promote the strength and 
closeness of the Union. Were there but three, or 
five, it would be, almost, as if there were but one. It 



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was propitious to begin with as many as' thirteen. 
That the number is much more than doubled, much 
more than doubles the resulting strength. The com- 
binations of a lock increase its safety. The combi- 
nations of the Union are for the furtherance of its 
security. It is one, of many. So, with its geograph- 
ical divisions. Climate, soil, original character, the . 
state of society, its resulting customs and habits, 
make the North, the equipoise of the South ; the 
South, the equipoise of the North. The commerce 
of the Atlantic, and, now, of the Pacific, is the outlet 
for the products of the superabundant Valley of the 
Mississippi ; and greatly depends on their supply, 
for its prosperity. While, the Middle States, with 
their solidity, intelligence, and central influence, 
swing, like the governor in the steam engine, to equal- 
ize the motions of the rest. Were there no States, spe- 
cially commercial, there would be small encourage- 
ment for aorriculture. The extension of manufac- 
tures, throughout the Union, acts as a vinculum, to 
bind both interests, together : as essential to our com- 
merce, as it is promotive of our agriculture. So won- 
derfully, has God set one, against another, in our won- 
derful Republic. Like the compensation pendulum, 
the contraction, in one material, is the exact equiva- 
lent of the expansion in the other; and the result is 
perfect tirhe. A world is compassed, in the range of 
our vast territory. A world, in its vastness and vari- 
ety. A world, in the junction, which it forms, of the 
two great oceans, by which the world is washed. 

And, now, the other side of the equation. E plu- 
RiBus UNUM. The many must unite, in one. What 



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an absurdity, to think of: as many sovereignties, as 
there are states! Thirty-one powers, to treat with 
England, or with France. As many, 1o be bound to 
keep the peace ; or, else " cry, havoc ! and let slip the 
dogs of war." It is a thing, not to be contemplated. 
Nor would it be materially belter, if, for thirty-one, 
we substitute five, three, or two. The rivalries of 
commerce, the conflicting interests of territory, for- 
eign entanglements, w^ould lead to a perpetual war- 
fare. As many fleets, as many armies, as many di- 
plomatic corps, as there were several soverei^znties; 
what a grievous and unnecessary burden ! For the 
indomitable stars and stripes, which never floated, 
but in victory, a Northern and a Southern flag ; and, 
soon, by the inevitable law of subdivision, for two, 
three, five, or seven. No national character, no pres- 
tige of history, no ancestral glory. In the past, no 
pride ; for the future, no confidence : how poor, and 
tame, and spiritless, the prospect ! What an ex- 
change, for the silent power of that great empire of 
the West, which, remote from all the strifes and 
struggles of the Eastern Continent, controls and sways 
them all : and, while its being is of the future, rather 
than of the past, already holds the equilibrium of na- 
tions, and the wealhergage of the world. 

E PLTJRiBUS UNUM. Mark, for one moment, how 
amazingly this problem, of a plural unit, is practi- 
cally worked out, in our amazing Constitution. To 
every nation, in the world — Japan and China, now, 
are not exceptions — there must be the foreign and 
domestic side. The side, which it turns to its own 
people, for protection, for encouragement, for conso- 



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lation ; and the side, which it turns to the whole 
world, beside, for sovereignty and independence : 
"enemies, in war; in peace, friends." In our inimi- 
table Union, this is supplied, by the State govern- 
ments, on the one hand, and, on the other, by the 
General governnient. As Jerseymen, as Georgians, 
as men of Massachusetts, all that is private, individ- 
ual, domestic, social, in its more immediate and en- 
dearing forms, is clustered about New Jersey, Geor- 
gia, and Massachusetts ; and sheltered, in their 
shadow. We live, at home, among our own people. 
We know each other, all. We grasp each other's 
hands. We feel each other's hearts. But, when the 
world is to be met, in commerce, in diplomacy or 
arms; when the nation is to rise and rally, at the 
angel summons of benevolence, or at the clang of the 
war-trumpet, we are one single people. We are all 
Americans. There is one country, for us all, with one 
all comprehending Constitution. One glorious baldric, 
blazoned with the stars and stripes. One monarch 
eagle, that, from his eyrie in the Alleghanies, mounts 
to heaven, with all " the terrors of his beak, and 
lightning of his eye." One broad and blessed and per- 
petual union ; the union of our homes and of our 
hearts; indomitable, impregnable, imperishable: "In^ 
dependence, now, and Independence, forever." 

And are there those, upon whose homes and 
hearths, this glorious union sheds the blessings of its 
bow of peace and love and hope, that have the heart, 
to stop, and calculate its value ? Will they count the 
stars ? Will they register the pulses of the ocean, as 
it lashes the bold shore of freedom ? Will they sound 



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the blue depths of the overarching, empyrean ? Will 
such an one measure his hearth, with a carpenter's 
rule ? Will he map, for us, the heart-fields of his 
home ? Is there a value, in arithmetic, for his wife ? 
Or an algebraic formula, for his children ? There 
is no such American. There can be no such man. 
If there were, I would fear to stand with him beneath 
the arches of the Constitution, lest a rock, from them, 
should fall, for his destruction ; and involve me, in 
his just ruin. Were he my son, he should take his 
feet from off my hearth. And, could he be an alum- 
nus of this College, his Alma Mater would freeze 
him, with one fierce frown, into perpetual stone. 
But, no; it cannot be. The invaluable can no more 
be calculated, than the infinite be measured. And, 
second, only, to the blessings, which flow, immediate 
from the Cross, the benefits, which, by the Union of 
these States, have been secured to us: and, with 
God's blessing, on our faithfulness, shall be our heri- 
tao^e, forever. 

In this College, next to the Gospel of our Lord and 
Saviour Jesus Christ, the Constitution of these Uni- 
ted States is carefully expounded and enforced. The 
birth-day of the Union is the birth-day of the College. 
The annual recognition of its return exults in its 
twin blessedness. And, to the hearts of the young 
men, that shall go out from here, the glorious banner 
of the stars and stripes will ever bear emblazoned, 
on its broad and sweeping folds, the precious sign 
of the all-conquering Cross. 

And it must be so, dear friends, if we would keep 
the blessings, we enjoy. They come to us, from God. 



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We hold them, at His hands. We can only keep 
them, with His blessing. It is impossible, that, in 
an age, like this, and in a country, such as ours, 
questions and differences should not spring up. It 
grows inevitably from our "e pluribus." It is in- 
separable from that which makes the strength and 
safety of our "unum." On the one hand, be not 
alarmed by them. On the other, neither cherish 
them, in your own hearts ; nor irritate them, in the 
hearts of others. From the midst of them all, and, far 
above them all, look up, to the stars of the Union. 
Remember the fields, where it was asserted. Re- 
member the blood, with which it was sealed. Shall 
any separate between the plains of Yorktown and the 
heights of Bunker Hill? Will any cease to be the 
countrymen of Putnam or of Marion? Will any 
one consent, that the orbit, in which he revolves, 
shall not revolve about our central Washington? 
Beautiful analogy, between our civil constitution, and 
the system of the Universe ! Unum, e pluribus, alike 
the law of both. Each, governed and sustained, alike, 
by forces, from the centre, and by forces, from the cir- 
cumference. The rest, the beauty, the comfort, the 
glory, the perpetuity of both, secured by their mutu- 
al reaction ; and enjoyed, in that perfect equilibrium, 
which, in its noiseless and unrippled serenity, per- 
petuates alike the concord of all the States, and the 
harmony of all the spheres. That this may ever be 
so, will depend upon God's favour; and, so, upon 
our prayers. And, in the view of this, and, for its 
sake, let me commend, to you, who love the Union, 
^d desire its perpetuity, to consecrate it, ever, in, 
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your devotions, before God. From every fireside, as 
from every altar, let the " Prayer for Congress" rise, 
from the true heart of Christian patriotism : " that all 
things may be so ordered, and settled by their endea- 
deavours, upon the best and surest foundations, that 
peace and happiness, truth and justice, religion and 
piety, may be established among us, for all genera- 
tions." In the fervent words, in vrhich David's pious 
patriotism found utterance, " 0, pray, for the peace of 
Jerusalem ; they shall prosper that love thee : peace 
be within thy walls, and plenteousness within thy 
palaces." " God is our hope and strength, a very 
present help in trouble. Therefore will we not fear, 
though the earth be moved, and though the hills be 
carried into the midst of the sea. Though the waters 
thereof rage and swell; and though the mountains 
shake, at the tempest of the same." 

"Sail on, Sail on, 0, ship of State, 
" Sail on, Union, strong and great I 

" Humanity, with all its fears, 

" With all the hopes of future years, 
''Is hanging, breathless, on thy fate ! 
" We know what Master laid thy keel, 
" What workman wrought thy ribs of steel, 
^' Who made each mast, and sail and rope, 

" What anvils rang, what hammers beat, 

" In what a forge and what a heat, 
** Were shaped the anchors of thy hope ! 
" Fear not each sudden sound and shock j 
'^ 'Tis of the wave, and not the rock : 
"'Tis but the flapping of the sail, 
*' And not a rent, made by the gale I 
^ In spite of rock and tempest roar, 



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"In spite of false lights on the shore, 

" Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea : 

" Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee, 
"Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears, 
" Our faith, triumphant, o'er our fears, 

" Are all with thee, are all with thee !" — ^LoNOrELLOW. 



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ODE. 

BY JOHN S. LITTELL, ESQ. 

BEAD, AT THE CELEBRATION OF THE DAYj AT BURLINGTON COLLEGE, 

4th July, 1854. 

We welcome, once more, our Land's natal-day ! 

No ominous shadow rests on the clear tide 
That, serenely and oceanward, rolls its calm way, 

First laving, in homage, our green " Riverside !"* 
The turbulent storm-cloud, that gloom'd on the sight, 

Shall obscure, ne'er again, the clear azure of Heaven; 
But the mild rays of PEACE, with their hallowing light, 

Beam pure, and reviving as zephyr of even ! 

In the strength that He gives, who upholds by His care, 

And victory yields to the faithful and true 
Triumphant, through Him, over every snare, 

We smile on the past, and its trials review. 
For Justice is mighty, and still must prevail; 

And if Jersey and Exeter stem the rude tide 
Of wrongs, for a season. Truth never shall fail. 

But oppression her head, in confusion, shall hide ! 

Thus Heav'n, in its love, thro' the foam-crested surges 

That rise, in wild phrenzy, all threat'rfing and dark, 
Vouchsafes to reveal, as it proudly emerges. 

The rainbow of Promise, encircling the Ark ! 
That Promise, yon Cross, with the Eagle-flag streaming, 

Our trust, and our hope, and our prowess shall be, 
When the foe shall arise, and no beacon-star beaming 

To guide us, victorious, o'er life's stormy sea ! 

And praise to the Men, who there cluster'd around Mm, 

Their Father, their Bishop, their Pilot, and Friend ! 
For faithful and wise, thro' the tempest, they found him. 

Courageous, and steadfast, and strong to the end ! 
Then honor ! all honor ! devotion and love, 

From hearts ever constant, and loyal and warm, — 
To Mm who prevail' d, in the strength from Above, 

O'er the surges of of Malice, and " weathered the storm!" 

* The Bishop's Kesidence. 



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